The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

Gong Yuanzheng was still imagining his future life when he noticed that Lin Qingyue's brows were furrowing more and more, and she was sweating profusely.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed her wrist to check her pulse. The pulse was normal, so it must be a nightmare.

Gong Yuanzheng immediately bent down, wiping the sweat from Lin Qingyue's forehead while softly calling her, "Yue'er, Yue'er..."

Lin Qingyue suddenly opened her eyes and saw Gong Yuanzheng looking at her with a worried expression. She immediately sat up, took his hand, and examined it carefully.

Gong Yuanzheng was secretly delighted and let Lin Qingyue examine his hands.

No blood, no wounds, completely unharmed, Lin Qingyue slowly exhaled.

"Thankfully, it was just a dream."

Gong Yuanzheng's lips curled into a smile, his clear eyes sparkling like stars as he stared intently at Lin Qingyue.

"Yue'er, did you dream that I was injured?"

Even though he was injured in his dream, he was as happy as if he had tasted the sweetest fruit in the world.

Lin Qingyue looked at him with a complicated expression; today's dream was not a good one.

"I saw Wu Feng invade the palace gates. Wan Qi'ai and Bei Xu went to the back mountain. Young Master Hua, Elder Hua and Bei Xu died together. Wan Qi'ai killed Young Master Xue and finally died at the hands of Xue Chongzi."

Gong Yuanzheng stopped smiling, slowly sat up straight, and a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.

"Anything else? How are my brother and I doing?"

“I saw Han Yi Ke arrive at Jiao Gong. You and Gong Shang Jiao should join forces to deal with him.”

Gong Yuanzheng stared intently at her. "And then?"

Lin Qingyue pursed her lips, clutched the blanket tightly, and finally spoke, "Gong Shangjiao... Gong Shangjiao is dead..."

Gong Yuanzheng suddenly stood up, and the chair he was sitting on immediately shattered into pieces.

His face was ashen, the sinister ruthlessness in his eyes was no longer concealed, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and his muscles were tense. A casual move could kill someone.

Lin Qingyue looked at the shattered chair, tears welling up in her eyes, and hugged the blanket tightly in her hands.

This is the first time in my two lifetimes that I've met someone like this.

That's terrifying. If he were to attack her, he could easily crush her with a single pinch.

Sensing Lin Qingyue's fear, Gong Yuanzheng barely managed to suppress his anger.

There was no chair, so he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to stroke Lin Qingyue's hair. When she tried to back away, a shadow crossed his eyes, but his hand remained steadfast as he reached for Lin Qingyue's head.

His subordinate's body was visibly trembling, and Gong Yuanzheng tried his best to make his voice sound gentle.

"Yue'er, don't be afraid. I was just too angry for a moment. Tell me, what happened next?"

Lin Qingyue didn't dare to look up and quickly finished speaking, "You avenged Gong Shangjiao by killing Han Yike, but he severed your tendons."

Gong Yuanzheng nodded, his hand still stroking Lin Qingyue's hair repeatedly.

After the initial anger subsided, reason slowly returned.

Lin Qingyue's dreams are all about things that will happen in the future, and as long as they take precautions in advance, they can completely change these things.

Didn't you see that Gong Huanyu faked his death, and Gong Ziyu inherited the wielding of the blade?

Now that Gong Huanyu is completely dead and Zhi Ren has become Gong Zishang, it shows that the future can be completely changed.

Gong Yuanzheng was now at ease. He picked up the medicinal porridge from the coffee table and carefully brought it to Lin Qingyue's lips.

"The temperature is just right now, why don't you drink the medicinal porridge first?"

Lin Qingyue glanced at the medicinal porridge and said weakly, "I haven't washed up yet..."

Gong Yuanzheng immediately snapped out of his daze and laughed, "Look at me, I'm so confused."

As she spoke, she put down the medicinal porridge, got up, picked up Lin Qingyue's dress from a short distance away, placed it by the bed, and stood aside without any intention of leaving.

Lin Qingyue stared blankly at him, while Gong Yuanzheng's clear eyes were also looking at her.

"An expedition..." Lin Qingyue began with some difficulty, "Why don't you go out first..."

Gong Yuanzheng smiled, his smile innocent and pure: "You and I will be husband and wife in the future, why bother with these things? Being so formal only makes us seem distant."

Seeing his expression, Lin Qingyue knew he definitely wasn't going to leave, so she gritted her teeth and threw off the covers.

The pajamas she wore in her past life were much more revealing than her current underwear, so what did she have to be afraid of?

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes darkened further, concealing the smile on his lips. He very naturally handed Lin Qingyue clothes, occasionally tidying up her long hair that was pressed down by the clothes.

The servants promptly brought her toiletries, but Lin Qingyue completely ignored the imperial expedition and quickly finished washing up.

Gong Yuanzheng picked up the bowl of porridge and frowned. "Have a piece of pastry to fill your stomach first. This porridge is getting cold, so I'll make you a fresh bowl."

Lin Qingyue stopped him, "It's nothing, it's just a little chilly."

Gong Yuanzheng's tone left no room for refusal: "Be obedient."

After saying that, he turned and left the door. He was so fast that Lin Qingyue had no time to stop him.

The servants brought out fresh and delicious pastries, but Lin Qingyue only glanced at them and didn't have much of an appetite.

He walked straight to the desk and wrote down the scenes he had dreamed about the night before.

When Gong Yuanzheng arrived, Lin Qingyue was still writing furiously.

Several portraits were placed beside the desk. The moment Gong Yuanzheng saw the name, his brows furrowed.

He immediately put down the medicinal porridge in his hand and picked up the portrait to examine it carefully.

"Han Yi Ke, Wan Qi Ai, Bei Xu, and Situ Hong, these are the Four Without Edge."

Lin Qingyue didn't even look up. "Yes, that's what it looks like in the videos and dreams I've seen."

Gong Yuanzheng put down the portrait in his hand. He had to give it to his brother immediately so that he could investigate it thoroughly.

He sat down beside Lin Qingyue, intently studying the contents of the paper. The more he read, the more his brows furrowed. He couldn't help but ask, "Shangguan Qian, she's pregnant with my brother's child?!"

Lin Qingyue kept writing with her pen. "Yes, it was because she said she was pregnant with Gongmen's child that your brother let him go."

Gong Yuanzheng looked puzzled. "She's pregnant with my brother's child. How could we possibly let her leave the palace?"

With the bloodline of the palace clan dwindling, how could his brother, who valued everyone in the palace clan so much, possibly let Shangguan Qian leave while pregnant?

While there are spies at the palace gates, making it dangerous, it's still much safer than outside.

Given Shangguan Qian's skill level, if he were to encounter Wu Feng, he would likely face certain death.

Lin Qingyue misunderstood him. She looked up at him with a strange expression.

"She's always lived in the Corner Palace, so the baby she's carrying can only be your brother's. Could it be yours?"

Gong Yuanzheng's pupils dilated in shock, and he couldn't even control his voice, "How is that possible!"

That was his brother's bride, his sister-in-law. He wasn't Gong Ziyu, how could he possibly do such a heinous thing!

Lin Qingyue nodded thoughtfully, "That's right. In the dream, you hated her so much. You would argue with her the moment you met her. The child she's carrying must be your brother's."

Gong Yuanzheng had just begun to smile when he heard Lin Qingyue whisper, "In your dreams, you always loved Yun Weishan..."

Gong Yuanzheng's face turned completely ashen, and he felt murderous intent towards Yun Weishan once again.

At the same time, he felt wronged. The person he liked was clearly Lin Qingyue, so why did she say that? Did she not believe him?

"The person I love is you, it has always been you, not Yun Weishan!"

Lin Qingyue was startled by his sudden outburst of temper, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground, leaving a deep ink stain on the paper.

Gong Yuanzheng suppressed his anger and picked up the pen from the ground. "I already told you yesterday that I like you. Why do you think I like that assassin without a blade?"

"Wu Feng killed my parents, and I hate them to the core. How could I possibly like the assassin Wu Feng?"

Overwhelmed with grievances, tears welled up in Gong Yuanzheng's eyes.

Lin Qingyue looked at him helplessly, stammering as she explained, "You, you don't cry, I, I didn't..."

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes trembled slightly, and a tear immediately rolled down his cheek.

Lin Qingyue hurriedly wiped away his tears, "Don't cry, don't cry! I believe you, I believe you! I'll never mention Yun Weishan again! Never again!"

You say you believe me, but in your heart you're thinking, "That's because you haven't met Yun Weishan. Even your own father posted on Weibo saying you two have feelings for each other."

Gong Yuanzheng saw through Lin Qingyue's thoughts at a glance, knowing that she didn't believe it at all, and her inner resentment was almost uncontrollable.

Yun Weishan! It's Yun Weishan again! It's because of Yun Weishan that Yue'er doesn't believe him!

Yesterday it was because of her, and today it's because of her again!

He can't touch her now, because he'll never let her go later!

But in front of Lin Qingyue, all of Gong Yuanzheng's tyranny could only be hidden deep within his heart.

Don't scare her. Yue'er is already afraid of you. If she gets frightened again, it will be very difficult to coax her back later.

As long as she's by your side, even if you're just pretending, you'll have to keep pretending for a lifetime.